beneath the open sky,
be it at noon or dusky sun
it sparks a warmth that melts our sighs
and kindles the wanderlust of butterflies.
Gone with the smoke are ghostly cares
that once chased slumber from the den;
and if only for a moment this aspect flares
or tarries a hitch , like a nesting wren
its always like carnival, when a wood fire burns.
By
Hope KalĂ© Ewusi ©
Hope.
ReplyDeleteColorful,the pictures are there and the words chosen are delightful. Do more and post them for our pleasure.
BILL.L. Old Author.
Bill , thanks for your kind words. Its comments like yours that make the effort worthwhile. Rest assured I post some more.
DeleteHope,
DeleteI like the wood Fire analogy. The warmth from the fire will embrace all and comfort even the most broken heart sojourner:
Pauline
Hope,
DeleteI like the wood Fire analogy. The warmth from the fire will embrace all and comfort even the most broken heart sojourner:
Pauline
Thanks Pauline for your comment - keep them coming. Your thoughts and insights are very much appreciated
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